"Hmph, you dare to tell me that you are greedy, a certain half-race girl is a hundred times more greedy than me. ”

"Hey, the signal is not good, hang up first. Xia Chan hung up the phone with a sweat, and selectively replied to a few text messages and flying messages, and simply turned off the phone.

Taking advantage of the cleanliness of the locker room, he decided to stay a little longer, because going out too early would inevitably socialize some reporters and irrelevant people.

As the Silver Phoenix Cup goes all the way up, all kinds of people around him who don't know each other will always find various reasons to get close to him.

The threat of the evil is temporarily lifted, and Teresa did not follow this competition, and the girl was busy contacting Concubine Xu to negotiate the opening of a company to do a 'big business'.

After the final of the Silver Phoenix Cup, the Department of Education will announce the list within a week, and then the schools will hold interviews.

His life may well depend on the month ahead.

Just when Xia Zen's mind was flying, there was also a meeting within the crown bookmaker because he had a fierce quarrel.

"Manager Liu, I really don't dare to carry this pot, as early as the first game, I had objections to the odds about Xia Chan, and I also made a schedule record. ”

"Xia Chan's odds are calculated according to the company's latest research and development of mathematical models and first-hand information collection, I just strictly abide by the results, the boss is here, I also said the same, Xu Xiaotian Xu Analyst, let's seek truth from facts, right. ”

"If you can rely on the computer, what else do you need to do for the analyst, how much salary can we save for the boss?" Analyst Xu immediately slammed back.

"Okay, now is not the time to be held accountable, if Xia Chan wins the championship, how much will we lose?" The boss at the head of the long table in the conference room rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand with a headache.

"Boss, the hedging calculation is about 30 million. Analyst Xu, who was playing against the department manager, immediately replied.

"That is to say, we not only have no profit in the Silver Phoenix Cup as a whole, but may also lose more than 10 million?"

"Yes, boss. ”

"Then find a way to make Xia Chan lose!"

"Boss, this, this Xia Chan may not be easy to move. The manager of the foreign affairs department immediately sat up straight.

"Oh, what do you say?" the boss looked up.

"He's just from a civilian family, but he has a girl next to him who can be very big. ”

"How big?"

"Boss, I have a character record in my hand. The manager of the foreign affairs department immediately pulled out a document.

"The girl who can't even move the top of the silver phoenix?" the boss tapped his fingers on the table intensively, and suddenly stopped, "Since you can't move him, is there a way to convince him to give up the game?"

"Boss, under normal circumstances, as long as he is not stupid, he will not give up the game. The manager of the foreign affairs department couldn't laugh or cry.

"Give him 10 million!"

"Ten million?" The needle drop in the conference room can be heard, this is not the price of cabbage, and the company's net profit in a year is only eighty or ninety million.

"Give him 10 million, let him give up the game, and we will treat this year's Silver Phoenix Cup as nothing. The boss clapped his hands and said.

Manager Liu immediately rushed to say, "With this kid's background, 10 million does have a chance, and his current ranking is enough for him to achieve a high position in the Dragon and Tiger List, and the first place is not of much significance." ”

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Xia Chan still couldn't hide from the media arranged by Yinhuang and the Department of Education, after a few rounds of interviews, it was more tiring than fighting with people, just after everyone withdrew, the head teacher Lao Zhou didn't know where to come out and stopped him.

The two walked to a secluded place in a long corridor outside the Silver Phoenix Fighting Gym, and Lao Zhou hesitated and said, "You have to be careful before the finals the day after tomorrow, some people may be able to use any means for that trophy." ”

"Teacher Zhou, I remember that in the history of the 17th Middle School, no one has ever won a cup. Xia Chan finally understood Lao Zhou's intention, which was nothing more than to come to reconcile with him on behalf of the school, but the means were a little clumsy.

"Yes, that's right. ”

"It wasn't until the third round of the group competition that you all put all your hopes on the transfer student, and after he had no hope of qualifying in the group, no one in the cheerleading squad raised a sign to cheer for me, and the official website of the seventeenth middle school even typed my name wrong, it was the Zen of Zen machine, not the cicada. Xia Chan stopped at a dividing crossing, and opened a page on the school's official website on his mobile phone to show Lao Zhou.

"Even if the school is wrong, it is your alma mater, even if there is no credit, there is hard work. Lao Zhou saw the glaring typo on the page, and he scolded those idiots in the school in his heart.

"So you're here to fight for merit now?" Xia Chan couldn't bear it.

Lao Zhou's forehead was bruised, his old face was hot and painful, and his stinky temper couldn't help it anymore: "How can you speak, isn't the honor and disgrace of students one with the school?"

"Honor and disgrace in one?" Xia Chan seemed to have heard some big joke, "You guys are busy around Lu Crow, and you raise more than ten seeded players of Ma Yang Ding Sheng as stepmothers, they are honored, they are humiliated, who of you cares?"

"You yourself rejected the school schedule, can you blame the school?" Lao Zhou retorted angrily.

In Ma Yang's words, Lao Tzu endured the idiot teaching director to take political classes every day in order to get the opportunity to share the car with the cheerleading team, and he told me that he had two group stage matches in the third round that were a little remote, and the school leader let him take the bus by himself, and the nanny car you prepared for Lu Ya was also equipped with a school doctor and masseur, as well as a cheerleading team that was almost exclusive to him. ”

Lao Zhou was weak to refute: "Ma Yang is a rich kid, and he has his own sports car!"

For him, the support of his classmates and alumni is his courage and strength to defeat his opponents in the ring. Xia Chan's words were not his own heart, and it was not until Lu Ya had no hope of qualifying that the cheering team organized by the school transferred their enthusiasm to him.

Lao Zhou was speechless, in fact, the school's unprecedented acquisition of an Innate Bloodline Awakener this year was the root of their desperate bet.

Who would have thought that a civilian child who was assessed by them as hopeless would now pass all the way and even have a great hope of winning the Silver Phoenix Cup.

Xia Chan recalled that in the past three years in this life, and even the entire six years of middle school, countless days and nights of hard training, he had actually had a very difficult time, and a blood root test report beat him to the ranks of hopeless students, if he had never given up on himself, if it wasn't for his wishes, then there was this moment.

Lao Zhou remembered the old principal's entrustment of both soft and hard, and had to 'aggrieved' and bow his head: "The teacher was a little utilitarian in the past, and the school also did some things wrong, some things were made by the fat man in the logistics department, and it was really not the school's original intention......

"You haven't done anything wrong, the descendants of the bloodline nobles in the past are continuing their victories and constantly occupying the top of the Dragon and Tiger list. Xia Chan said self-deprecatingly.

"You're different, you've done miracles, you've given hope to a lot of civilian children in the school. Lao Zhou sounded a little wrong, and said stubbornly.

"It may be the Balance Council, or the Fairness Committee, but not me. "No one knows better than Xia Chan what his miracle comes from, and to replicate his miracle, I am afraid that it will be more despair.

Looking at Xia Chan, who was determined to leave, Lao Zhou's heart swelled with a burst of bitterness and remorse, and he finally understood that Xia Chan could never really 'return' to Seventeen Middle School.

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"Classmate Xia Chan, as long as you agree to this condition, this 10 million is yours. In the lobby of Lou's house, Xia Chan was meeting with a lobbyist in a black suit who came to the door, and a large check was placed on the table.

"It's very exciting. Xia Chan easily took his eyes off the check, he would never tell the lobbyist that if he won, he would get more than 20 million.

"But I don't agree. ”

"Why, take this check, and your family can even buy a nice high-rise school district apartment in District 1. "The black suit can't sit still anymore.

"The Silver Phoenix Cup is an honor that money can't buy, and it's more important to me than you think. ”

"My son said no, don't, get out of your check, or I'll call the police!" Lou's father, who had been holding back his silence, could no longer remain silent.

"Get out!" Lou's mother rushed out of the kitchen, still carrying a kitchen knife in her hand, "Who scarces your stinky money!"

"If you change your mind before the game, you can call this number. A black suit in a cold sweat put down a business card, and fled with a briefcase.

When the vehicle started to go away, Lou's mother closed the hall door, picked up the business card and threw it into the trash can contemptuously, "It's true that my mother hasn't learned arithmetic, and I'm embarrassed to export it for only 10 million." ”

"Our mother's tone is so big, just 10 million. Lou Mulan, who had been hiding at the corner of the stairs and eavesdropping, jumped downstairs.

"With your brother's backing, the wings are stiff, aren't they? Lou's mother scolded angrily, turned around and went into the kitchen again, "Your grandma is coming home soon, come and serve the dishes, there is your favorite beef stew and carrots." ”

"Ah, Mom is so nice. Lou Mulan rushed into the kitchen with a gust of wind, and her pet Chitu bounced like an arrow from a string, no slower than her.

"Dead rabbit get out of the way, it's too little to eat ten catties and eight catties of meat in one meal, the old lady is going to let you eat it!"

"Anyway, brother pays for it, what do you hurt!"

"Lou Mulan - it's against you!"

Every day, the couple in the kitchen would have a quarrel over the red-haired beast of unknown origin.

Lou Dad put down the newspaper in his hand and said worriedly: "How much gambling is involved in black, you refuse so much, aren't you afraid that they will find trouble?"

Xia Chan put down his mobile phone: "They didn't dare to do it, so they came to the door to write a check." ”

"Because of that girl named Teresa?" Lou asked in a low voice, pushing his reading glasses.

"Dad, yes. Xia Chan thought about it, but still admitted it, because of the over-exaggeration of the Lou Juli sisters, the family misunderstood Teresa too deeply, and it was difficult for him to break it down for her.

"It's weird, it's weird. Lou Dad didn't know what he thought, his expression was shocked, "There are some things you don't want to say, I don't ask, since she is a good girl, you don't want to let people down." ”

"Dad, it's not what you think. Xia Chan found that something seemed to be misleading.

"Dad was young, too. Lou Dad smiled and waved his hand.

Seeing that Lou's father looked like I was also a person who came over, Xia Chan couldn't cry or laugh.

"Your graduates have not caught up with the time, and I heard from my old fellows in the army that those who have not been admitted to the university will all have to serve in the military this year, and they will also participate in reserve military training in the summer vacation when they are admitted to the university. Lou Dad changed the topic at the right time.

"Are you really going to war?" Xia Chan asked.

Lou's father said with a heavy face: "In the past three hundred years, there will be major events in every hundred years, and some historians believe that every hundred years is the harvest season of the bereaved people, and in the entire human world, there will always be one or two spiritual lands that will be destroyed in this 'harvest season'. ”